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Happy Birthday to my amazing boy! Since last night I’ve been thinking a lot about how I’ve watched cagedmonkey grow as a person. We’ve been together almost half of his life. We met when he was 19 and still very much a boy. I have watched him grow up into this amazing man who I love more and more every day. He’s come so far and hurled lots of challenges and I couldn’t be more proud of him.

So happy birthday to my sexy monkey boy! I’m so happy and blessed to be your wife!

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Of course hubby’s birthday brings with it so many thoughts in my head. I mentioned a few things to him this morning while tucking him in. I would love to cuff his wrists to his ankles, put on my strap on and look into his eyes while I take him slowly and lovingly. I know the best birthday gift for him would be for me to use him and take him entirely how I want to. I thought about how intense it would be for him to feel me staring deep into his soul, slowly penetrating him, while I stroke his cock and make him shoot a load of hot cum all over his stomach.

It’s too bad we don’t have the time to do that tonight, because he works, but I did tell him I’m looking forward to making that a reality on the weekend! I want him so bad!

In the mean time, happy birthday boobies!

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Over the past couple days, with our marriage vow renewal on everyone’s minds, we’ve been asked multiple times about how cagedmonkey and I met and how he proposed. Of course, those questions came from the people in our vanilla life so they get the vanilla version. We met playing a puzzle/riddle game online, became great friends, met in person, fell in love and the rest is history. Well, I don’t think any one knows the real kinky story so why not take a few minutes and share with our amazing kinky friends and readers!?

It is true that cagedmonkey and I met innocently enough, playing a puzzle/riddle game online. I needed help with a puzzle one night and he happened to be there to help me. We started chatting about the game and then on to other things. We chatted more and more each day, getting to know more and more about each other. I think he loved that he was smarter and much better at the puzzles than me. 🙂

At the time I was very newly out of a long relationship and was no where near looking for a guy. I was busy being depressed and playing on the internet all day. Add that to the fact that I found out cagedmonkey was 19, I really was not interested. I tried everything I could to tell this kid I was totally bad for him. I told him I was way too sexually experienced for him, tattooed, pierced, that I had all kinds of baggage and mental issues no one would want to deal with. I tried very hard to push him away by telling him all the “bad” things about me. I told him how I was very jealous, possessive, controlling, etc. Hoping those things would freak him out and make him go away. In that first week I even showed him some nude pics of me from a porn photo shoot I did, trying to prove what a bad person I was. All those things did to him was intrigue him and cause him to be even more persistent. (Don’t ask, I have no idea what ever happened to those photos)

Fast forward to January 2000: After talking online and on the phone for months – yes we became very good friends – both vanilla and sexually, I hopped on a bus mid-January and decided to meet him in person. After a few little hiccups of where he was to pick me up and him locking his keys in his car, we finally found each other. Cagedmonkey was so nervous the very first thing he did was turn around and kiss me. Not word, but a kiss on the lips and his arms wrapped around me, he squeezed me like he’d been missing me forever. Looking back, it was an amazing accidental ice breaker. I’m pretty positive I said something like, “well… hello there!”

We walked together to his car just chatting like we’d been friends forever – we’ve always been able to talk and anything and everything for hours. Right when we got to the car he pushed me up against it and we made out in the parking lot like a couple of teenagers. He had paid for a motel room for me for the night at some cheesy motel not to far from his house. He had a basketball game to play in that night and he told his mom he’d be staying at a friend’s house for the night. I’m sure you know that’s not true. In the car, headed to check in at the motel, I might have mentioned the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties and could feel a cool breeze through a hole in my jeans. Haha so yeah, about 10 minutes after meeting me he was fingering my extremely wet pussy through the hole in the crotch of my jeans in his car.

We got checked in and went to the room and I’m sure I set my stuff down, immediately pulled his jeans down, sat him down on the bed and have him the best blow job he’d ever gotten. You’d have to ask him for sure. 🙂 After his basketball game and meeting his friends, we ended up spending one fantastic night together in that motel room. Yes, there was sex, really good sex and we slept together naked. He was the first man I’d ever slept together with naked and the last. When we got up the next morning I was standing there, getting dressed in the mirror, when cagedmonkey came up behind me, put his arms around my waist and his chin on my shoulder. He looked me right in the eye and my heart melted in that moment and I knew I was in love with this man and wanted to be nowhere else in the world but right there in his arms. That moment will forever be etched in my memory.

Today marks 3 calendar months since my last orgasm, which – thanks to Pope Gregory XIII – corresponds to a very uneven 92 days. My Lady put it into perspective for me by equating it to 1/4 of a year. Has it really been that long? Yes, it fucking has. I may not have been counting day by day, but I was very aware of my growing frustration and horniness. ML made sure of that. What’s even more amazing to think about is how many orgasms My Lady has had during this time. Considering how she averages at least one cum a day (and very often more than that), it has to be well over one hundred.

So… exactly how long has it been since my last orgasm? What has happened since that morning when I filled My Lady’s pussy with a nice load of cum? Let’s see… since my last orgasm:

I have about two weeks go to until I get to cum; ML has promised me that this is not a “Maybe Day” this time around, it’s a “DEFINIETLY Day!” It’s been a long wait, and I’m not going to lie… I’m really glad it’s almost done. I’m desperate to cum! But that’s how My Lady wants me, and that’s why we do this.

We recently received the following comment on one of ML’s posts, specifically her post on breath control. Here is the comment from Dedicatedtoher:

Please explain to me how you can get sexual pleasure from hurting someone you love/ Where is the pleasure , the joy in hurting him? Even if he is a masochist, you have the ability to step back and say: “This I cannot do. I get no pleasure from hurting you” Your sexual thrill from inflicting pain on your husband is something I find difficult to understand. I am happy sadism does not work for my wife and I

Both of us have things we would like to say in response to this. So here is your “He Said, She Said” installment of “Mail Chastity” (or vice versa, whichever tickles your fancy).

Lady M: Thank you so much for your comment and question.  I would like to first point out that I do NOT like to hurt my husband nor do I get pleasure from it. I do love his reaction to some slight pain like pinching nipples, nails on his back or balls or even a spanking. I do believe those are all pretty common ways people create a pain sensation to get a reaction from their partner. As I said, I do not enjoy actually hurting him whatsoever. Since it is the Breath Play post in particular that you are referring to, I want to say that at no time during our play like this do I hurt or intentionally cause him pain. If that were to happen, with a misplaced thumb or something, I stop immediately and adjust. I’m actually terrified of accidentally hurting him and often cut play short sometimes. Breath play is not about pain and has everything to do with the control of his consciousness. That I do love, I love the control I have over him. I love seeing his glossed over eyes as he is slipping off into his dreamy state. That does give me a sexual charge and my crotch is instantly sopping wet and drippy. It really is not painful to experience this but rather relaxing and calm I would imagine.

I hope this helps explain it a bit and as I always say, not everyone will ever enjoy the same things when it comes to most things in life. Although… maybe bacon… everyone, except Cagemonkey, likes bacon! 🙂

Cagedmonkey: First, let me say thank you for the comment. It’s a great question, but I’d like to thank you for being so respectful. Although you may not understand or agree with the things we do, I appreciate your mature attitude towards addressing it. 🙂

I’ll start by saying that there is a big difference between “pain” and “hurt.” When ML pinches my nipples just a teeny bit too hard, that’s pain. When she leans the wrong way and kneels on my ankle or whatever, that hurts. I don’t get any sexual thrill from being hurt. Pain, yes, I find exciting. But there have been instances in the past where ML has accidentally hurt me, and we’ve stopped immediately and addressed the situation (and most likely laughed it off afterwards).

The pain itself isn’t a turn on. What turns me on is the control that is involved. ML can make me feel whatever she wants me to feel; whether that be pleasure, pain, or anywhere in the middle. I love that she can cause these sensations, and I love that I cannot fight them.

With all of that said, the asphyxiation/choking/breath play isn’t as painful as you may think it is. Again, it’s about control: My Lady controls my air supply, and along with that my ability to stay conscious. It’s actually somewhat peaceful, slipping away slowly like that. The worst thing I’d say I experience is fear as I get closer to blacking out, but I trust ML absolutely and completely.

I hope this helps shed some light on why we find this type of play erotic and exciting. It’s definitely not for everyone, but no kink really is. What works for us may not work for you. But what’s important is that it works for us. 🙂

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I know, it’s taken us long enough, but I finally grew a set and got Monkey in a Cage a Twitter account. We would love to have you follow us, we’d love to follow you. Not only will you be updated on blog posts, I can promise more sexy pics through Twitter, some possible real time tease sessions with your input and lots of other surprises.

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I must admit, I haven’t been the best sub that I can be lately.

Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t been disobedient or resistant. I haven’t been cranky or irritable. I haven’t whined or begged… too much (My Lady loves a little bit of desperation, after all!). I’ve been very giving with both my time and energy lately, doing whatever I can to please My Lady. The problem isn’t what I am doing or not doing. The problem is the reasons and motivations behind my actions.

My motivation for pleasing ML is pretty much expected at this point in my denial – I’m goddamn horny as fuck with a heaping side of blue balls. After a solid month of being teased nearly nonstop by the sexiest woman I’ve even known and not being allowed to cum, I guess I can’t be blamed much for that. But as much as ML loves the desperate state of aching horniness that I’m currently in, it sometimes works against my subby mindset. I’ll explain.

I’ve written before about how much I love to lick My Lady’s pussy. I love how she tastes, I love how her body reacts when I give her sweet kisses on her clit. I love it when she moans when I shove my tongue as far into her pussy as I possibly can. I love how her pussy walls squeeze my tongue when I wiggle it around inside her. I love how her body shudders when I swirl my tongue around her clit. And it feels great when I give her a nice, loud, intense orgasm with just my mouth.

And now here’s the problem: did you notice how many “I”s there are in that paragraph? The answer is: waaaaaaaaaaay too many.

I’ve noticed that recently I’ve been focusing too much attention on what my body needs or what my mind wants. It’s too much “me.” I’ve been asking to be unlocked a lot more often this month than I have ever before; and, although ML loves to hear me beg, I’m not so much begging but asking as if I expect a yes. Espcecially after pleasing ML in one way or another, I’m getting those “Okay, what about me?” feelings very frequently. This can’t go on.

I’ve been pleasing ML very well lately, but I’ve been doing it because I want to do it. I need to get back to pleasing her because she wants it. I need to get back to doing what she wants, not asking if I can do what I want. I need to get back to licking her pussy because it feels good for her, not because I think her pussy is delicious. And I need to get back to making her cum if and only if she demands it, not because I love to do it. I need to push my sexual needs and desires so far behind My Lady’s so that there is absolutely no question which is most important.

ML already has plans to get me moving in the right direction. After mentioning that I was off for the next two nights, she responded with this text:

Good. I’m in the mood for some ass worship. It’s been awhile since I just laid on my tummy and had you make love to my ass with your tongue.

She always knows just what I need. 🙂

I am truly lucky to be blessed with a KH that not only seems to be horny all the time, but is also highly orgasmic. Whether I’m licking her pussy, fingering her, or playing with toys, I absolutely LOVE giving My Lady an orgasm. And I am very thankful for the multitude of opportunities I get to make it happen!

Take today for example. My Lady came upstairs to tuck me into bed this morning, and we began kissing and cuddling as we normally do. I could feel her excitement growing as my hands touched her all over; her body was pushing closer to mine and her breathing had gottern more rapid and deeper. Instinctively, I slid my hand between her legs and into her panties; they were absolutley flooded with her pussy juice. I rolled ML onto her back and began to rub her slippery pussy lips and her throbbing clit. It didn’t take long for her to start thrusting her hips up towards my hand. Soon I felt her body tense as she came, struggling to keep her moans quiet to avoid alerting the children downstairs of our naughty fun.

Later on, after the kids went to bed, ML and I shared a shower together. We were both heavily turned on once again, ML pressing her wet naked body against me, my cock straining against steel. I took the opportunity of being in the shower to give ML a nice, good squirting orgasm (always a favorite in the shower because of the lack of clean up needed). My Lady had also brought Adam into the shower with us, and after a good hard cum she wanted to be fucked. I used Adam to fuck her doggy style, holding the rubber dick where mine would be if it weren’t confined by the cage. I fucked her from behind nice and hard, my hips slapping against her ass as I drove deep into her. With no need to be quiet, ML moaned louder and louder until she squealed as she came all over the fake cock. My cock twitched in its cage in jealousy as I felt her pussy squirt some more pussy juice down our legs.

Then, just before it was time for me to leave for work, I had the chance to make My Lady cum again. This time, she was laying on the couch when she called me over as I was in the middle of getting dressed. She pulled me down and forced me to kiss her before demanding I finger her pussy until the same. I gladly obliged! I stood over her, looking into her eyes as I slid two fingers deep into her horny wet pussy. She moaned deeply as she maintained eye contact; it was so fucking intense! I fingered her deeply and firmly, just the way she likes it, and she was close to orgasm within minutes. Her body was writhing and tensing as her orgasm approached. She reached up, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down until our foreheads were touching. Then, My Lady looked directly in my eyes as her orgasm hit her. I could almost feel her sharing her intense pleasure with me, and I couldn’t help but moan in unison with her as her orgasm continued to flow through us both. She stood up on shaky legs and I stood up with a painfully constricted penis.

It really is a joy for me to be able to give My Lady such wonderful pleasures. One reason is because she looks God damn fucking sexy when she is cumming, but it’s not only that. My Lady and I share an incredible bond, a bond that is emotional and spiritual as well as physical in nature. ML understands that I will not be experiencing the pleasure of my own orgasm for quite some time, so she is gracious enough to share her pleasure with me through this bond. When she looks at me like she did on the couch, her eyes locked with mine as she reaches that height of pleasure that I cannot reach, I truly feel her giving me that energy. It is a special gift that I chersh every time, and it makes me want to give it right back to her over and over.

And over.

And over…. and over…..   🙂

Today I had my last orgasm of 2014.

Well, actually, I had three of them, but that’s beside the point. The point is that I won’t have another one for the rest of the year.

Thankfully, I knew this going in, so I was able to get really nice mental pictures of all of them. My first cum of the day was in the morning – before I went to sleep, My Lady came upstairs to “tuck me in.” She cuffed my hands to the bed, climbed on top of me and rode my cock until I was just about ready to explode. Then the stroked me the rest of the way while sliding a finger in and out of my asshole.  It sure helped me get to sleep, I can tell you that!

My second and third orgasms were pretty much back to back. ML once again gave me some anal stimulation during my orgasm, only this time it was a little bit more than her finger; she used Pearl on me and she allowed me to stroke myself to orgasm. That was a REALLY nice one! It has been a while since I stroked my own cock to orgasm, so I don’t know if that made it so great, or if it was Pearl giving me a little extra sumthin’ sumthin’, but it was a really good cum. The third was right afterwards – ML continued to stroke me right after my orgasm, giving me a little bit of POT for good measure. She got me close and then allowed me to jerk myself off again… it was my birthday, after all, and is there a better present than allowing your chaste male to masturbate? I didn’t think so! I made myself cum a third time, and I was nearly drained by the end of it. I think this was ML’s goal, because she promptly had me lock up in the Jailbird before I headed to work.

And so begins my 6-month-plus period of orgasm denial (ML has said that I might get an orgasm for Christmas, or perhaps I’ll have to wait until 2015, she isn’t sure). This is going to be a difficult test for me. Not only will my denial be the longest I’ve ever gone through (by far!), My Lady and I have discussed trying some things during this chastity period that will also set new benchmarks. She wants to keep me in the Revenge  for longer than I’ve been before, locking my cock away where I can’t even see it let alone touch it. She is also interested in attempting a longer period of denying my any erections at all, locking me in the Jailbird 24/7 for a full month. With the discovery of ML’s new favorite toy, going that long will be easier than it has been in the past.

Well, easier on her at least. It doesn’t get any easier for me no matter what happens. And I know that ML will be taking every opportunity to make things even more difficult for me, teasing me whenever possible. I can already see the excitement in her eyes, and we’ve barely just begun. But I have to admit… I’m excited about this, too. I’m exicted to see just how far I can push myself, and how much farther ML can push me after I break down.  🙂

Cagedmonkey and I just finished up an almost 3 month period of denial, 80 days to be exact. It really pushed the limits for both of us because it was the longest we had taken the denial with some pretty intense teasing along the way. Since putting cagedmonkey back in his Jail Bird, I’ve been trying to decide how to handle his next denial period. I figured it might be a good idea to come to the blog and get out my Keyholder thoughts. Perhaps some of you have thoughts or ideas you’d like to mention.

Since we’ve done a bunch of different periods of denial already I don’t see denying him until Christmas or New Year’s (6 months) being a real issue. So I’m leaning on that being the actual denial period but along the way I love to throw in some intense teases, hardcore frustration and those lovely things to endure. I’ve thought about certain time periods of complete 24/7 wear with zero time out for even an erection. It would have to be a month or longer for this to be a challenge for him. I was also thinking that part of that, or another period itself, could be him wearing the Revenge and doing a “no look, no touch” thing for a couple weeks to a month.

I am loving the idea of a progression thing that goes along with the 12 Days of Christmas. Ideas are anything from just stroking him each day for longer and longer to actually doing a new, added thing each day. Like, a butt plug the first day and then the second day would be two nipple clamps and a butt plug and third day could be 3 stokes, 2 nipple clamps and a butt plug… etc but that would be twelve ideas I’d have to come up with! I could do a new thing added up to five and then from there could be spankings… hmmm.

Ok anyway, you see my thought process here. You know I love to keep things interesting so I’m kinds curious what others think of this. Would you like your Keyholder to do something like this? Something different, what? Something more? Something less? Would you like to see me put cagedmonkey through something in particular that I have or maybe haven’t done already? Let me know!

I hope to hear you’re thoughts!

There seems to be one particular subject that is gripping the minds of many of the followers out there.

Melly’shubby writes:

I’m interested in trying to get my wife to squirt. Could you describe how you do it?

Kiwi writes:

Your bride complemented you on your squirting stimulation technique. Do you have any pointers for a newbie?

Ah, yes, the magical squirting pussy. It really is an amazing sight, especially the first time it happens for you. First off, a little technical knowledge:

To all the naysayers out there, I say to you with a loudly tuned bullhorn – female ejaculate is not urine! Believe it or not, there have been serious medical studies performed that prove this. My Lady and I are under the impression that almost every woman has the capacity to squirt, they just need to be open to the idea. ML has mentioned to me that, before squirting became a thing for us, that she would sometimes feel the urge to pee during an orgasm. She would hold it in, because who wants to get pissed on during sex, right? Okay, maybe some people do, but that’s a subject for a whole different post. Turns out that is wasn’t an urge to pee, it was an urge to release her juices.

The two most important things to remember when attempting to “make it rain” as it were, are:

1) relaxation – the woman needs be completely relaxed. She also needs to know that no matter what happens you are going to be cool with it, not turned off or grossed out. It’s a lot like anal sex, now that I think about it.  🙂

2) practice – although it took some trial and error to get there, I can pretty much make ML squirt on command. 🙂 Don’t get discouraged if it doesn’t work 100% of the time right out of the gate.

Before I explain my technique, I want to make it clear that I am not some all-knowing, squirt master guru. I only know what I know, and I know that this technique works for us. You may find a better way that works for you. If so, go with that. I’m not writing up instructions on how to build an IKEA cabinet here.  🙂

The first time my wife squirted, I was playing with her pussy and for some unexplained reason, I decided to try to go for it make it happen. I was aware of the possibility of squirting and knew the fact that it wasn’t urine but something else entirely – I honestly don’t know what it is, but I don’t care really.  🙂  So, while I was doing it and I could feel her pussy reacting (I will explain the technique I use later, but it involves paying attention to how the woman’s vagina is squeezing), I kept telling her things like “it’s okay, baby” and “just let it go” and “just let it happen.” Basically, I didn’t want her to be shy and pull back, I wanted her to let loose. And she did! I made her squirt twice that time, and we both were amazed at how much she soaked the carpet! Since that first time, we’ve learned some stuff and now it’s very easy for me to make it happen. Often times she will be squirting within seconds of me starting! It’s pretty awesome.

Ok, now for the important stuff – how to make it happen. I find it works best when using 1 finger only, I use my middle finger most often, but any one you are comfortable with would work. You aren’t looking for depth here, you are looking for precision. Contrary to popular belief, you do NOT want to aim for the G-spot; the G-spot is actually too far in. You need to back out just the tiniest bit to hit the correct spot. To visualize the exact location, you are pretty much aiming for where the woman’s clitoris would be if it went straight through into her vagina. Once you are at the proper spot, you want to curl your finger towards yourself (assuming the woman is facing you). This is commonly referred to as the “come hither” motion. I would rather call it the “come hither” position – a small distinction, but very important, as you will see.

Another misconception is that once you find the spot, you should start thrusting or rubbing against the target spot in the vagina. This may work from time to time, but I have found a technique that is much more reliable. Imagine that your middle finger is placed where it needs to be, curled slightly inside the vagina, pressing against the inner front wall. Your palm should be resting pretty much flat against her pussy. The motion you need is to move you hand back and forth at the elbow and forearm, you should hold your wrist in its position. To get the motion right, try to focus on rubbing her clit with the heel of your palm while your finger stays in the right spot inside her.

After a while, you will be able to feel the walls of your woman’s vagina start squeezing you finger. She may also be moaning quite a bit by now.  🙂  When you start to feel the squeezing, you need to add the slightest bit of upward motion to your hand movement. Press just a little harder on her pussy when you are moving back and less when you move forward, almost moving your hand in a slight oval. You will feel your wife’s pussy begin to contract even more, it may even feel as if the walls are pushing against your finger in waves. This is good. When you feel this, keep the hand motion up, but use your finger to massage the walls that are squeezing against you (you will most likely have to move upwards a little more, to where the G-spot actually is). Keep pushing as the walls push back. Soon (hopefully), you’ll feel a warm, wet liquid flow over your palm. Success!  🙂

My Lady and I have found that she tends to squirt more when she can use the muscles in her thighs to push. For example, it is easier to make her squirt when she is standing up or squatting (over my face, usually), than when she is lying down. However, she has been learning how to squeeze just the right way while laying down to get a nice spray going; the distance she squirts often surprises me! Also, make sure you prepare for “the worst” when trying this out – double layer some towels underneath her. My Lady has soaked the couch/carpet/mattress many times because we thought that one towel would be enough! Just something to think about.

Hopefully this technique will work for you, and pretty soon the comments section will be filled with stories from readers who have soaked themselves silly with pussy juices. Just don’t come after me looking to take care of your laundry bill!

Good luck!